Chapter 433: Storm After Goodbye

Luke was back inside one of the village houses. Queen Rhiannon was long gone. Evangeline, Jack, and Eleanor had all called him reckless, and they were right. Without Allison there, the queen could easily have killed him, and he wouldn’t even have had the chance to react.

Now he paced in circles across the room, thoughts colliding in his head as he tried to decide what to do. He wouldn’t abandon Allison. She had become part of his family. He had taken her into his life the same way he had taken in the Baumanns. He would rescue her, just not right now. Not with the strength he currently had.

First I need a map of the New World. Then I need some way to figure out what level the World Kings are.

Queen Rhiannon was the strongest in her family, but there were others. If he ever intended to rescue Allison, he’d have to face all the Rhiannons together. He would need to be powerful. Far more powerful than he was now.

“A map, then a safe place to stay, maybe a way to travel… a flying ship, maybe?” he murmured to himself. “How do I even get one?”

He kept pacing.

“Luke snapped. He’s completely gone,” Evangeline said. “He’s been muttering nonsense for minutes while walking back and forth.”

The door swung open, Mason stepped inside. A knife flew past his face and buried itself in the wooden wall beside him.

“Hey!” Mason yelped. “I’m not the guy who changes faces! The raven was with me the entire time!”

“If you were Jonathan, at least he’d think I’d figured him out or something,” Luke muttered, already pacing again.

“Jerry Two was with Mason the whole time, calm down, Jack,” Evangeline said, watching Jack take a few steps away from Mason.

“Here, see? My yellow flame,” Mason said, lifting his hand and igniting it to prove he wasn’t Jonathan in disguise.

Eleanor descended the stairs. “Looks like we’re all ready. Can we leave this place?”

Mason dropped into an armchair. “I went to the city to look for someone from my family, and when I come back, suddenly there’s a Rhiannon dragon flying across the sky. Things escalated real fast.”

Eleanor sat in another chair. “Did you manage to talk to anyone from your family?”

“No. Just their workers. They have a shop in the city, a forge. And we also have property here, all nobles do. I honestly thought I’d see my sister, but no one was there. I left a message with one of the workers, and they nearly fainted seeing me come back from the dead,” Mason explained.

Evangeline looked at the group. “So… can we go or not?”

“We can,” Luke said, already heading toward the door.

Outside, the village was chaotic in the aftermath of the queen’s departure, but things were beginning to settle. Crowds of people streamed toward the road in large groups. No one wanted to wait for carriages anymore. There was only one destination left for all of them now: Earth.

Behind Luke, his group began moving with him. His mind was a storm, worried for Allison, yet aching with the desire to finally see his family again.

“Don’t worry,” Eleanor said. “The Rhiannon family may not like her, but like she told you, she spent most of her life locked in a room. She’ll eat, she’ll sleep, she won’t be allowed outside, but at least she’ll be safe. It sounds awful to say, but between living in some torturous dungeon and living in a luxurious noble suite… the second option is the lesser evil.”

Mason stepped up beside him. “I saw her a few times at mandatory noble events. So she’ll go out once in a while. If I run into her again, I can bring a message from you, or carry one back.”

Luke’s mind lit up. He stared at Mason, barely breathing. “That’s it…” he murmured.

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He had been trying to figure out how the hell he would ever break into a dragon-protected kingdom, infiltrate the safest castle in the region, and rescue her. Mason had just handed him a different route.

“I just need to kidnap her during one of those events,” Luke said.

“What?!” Evangeline stared at him. “Dude, that’s sounding like stalker behavior.”

Sure. He could march into the dragon queen’s territory and kill her personally. That solved every problem at once… except for the little detail that he had no idea how long it would take to get strong enough to face that woman.

That was the real issue. He didn’t want Allison to spend even a second trapped in that life. But he had to face reality: fighting the queen head on would take too long. Too long for Allison.

Kidnapping her was… the fastest option?